Chapter 62: Pretending to be Mysterious

The black robe in front clearly concealed its power.

Could it be that his death at the hands of the black robe was due to curiosity?

"Who are you?"

Li Meng scrutinized the black-robed figure and asked.

The black robe politely placed a hand on its chest and bowed slightly to Li Meng.

"You don't need to know who I am. You only need to know that I am a friend bringing you power!"

"Friend?"

Li Meng sneered and bared his sharp teeth at the black robe.

"We Goblins don't have friends!"

The black-robed figure stood upright, unfazed.

"It doesn't matter whether we're friends or not. What matters is that you will gain the power to summon a god from me!"

As the words fell, a hand emerged from beneath the black robe.

In the hand was a silver plate about three centimeters in diameter.

Though small, the silver plate emanated an aura of profound mystery that Li Meng could feel.

"Your faith will be answered by a deity. Call out to it loudly!"

A strange scene unfolded.

In the eyes of everyone in the room, the black-robed figure at the door vanished into thin air.

The silver plate in its hand fell to the ground with a "clang."

"Pretending to be mysterious!"

Seeing this, Li Meng muttered to himself.

The black robe's aura was still present, indicating it hadn't left.

The disappearance of its body was likely due to some magical skill or the black robe itself.

For his own survival, Li Meng didn't act too abnormal.

"How amazing!"

Grinning, Li Meng ran excitedly to the door, shouting joyfully.

He eagerly picked up the silver plate from the ground.

Raising the silver plate high, Li Meng shouted in excitement as if he had obtained some extraordinary treasure.

Watching their seemingly crazed master, the female Lizardmen exchanged puzzled glances.

Bai Ling's eyes, however, revealed a trace of worry.

The appearance of the black robe and the existence of the silver plate gave Bai Ling a foreboding feeling.

After a while, the excitedly shouting Li Meng suddenly fell silent.

With a cold expression, Li Meng exerted force in his hands.

"Crack, crack!"

The sound of metal groaning echoed as the silver plate was crushed into a lump of metal in Li Meng's hands.

Then, with a casual toss, the metal lump flew out of the window.

After doing all this, Li Meng returned to the sandbox map and continued working on his model as if nothing had happened.

Li Meng's sudden shift in attitude left the female Lizardmen bewildered.

Moments ago, their master had been thrilled about obtaining the silver plate.

Why had his attitude changed so drastically that he destroyed the silver plate?

Only Bai Ling looked at Li Meng with utter fear.

At this moment, Bai Ling finally realized how terrifying this Great Goblin truly was.

His intelligence sent chills down her spine.

In his presence, Bai Ling felt nothing but despair.

Could they really achieve revenge?

"The next step is figuring out how to prevent the Black Scales Tribe from summoning the Savage God!"

Squatting by the sandbox map, Li Meng wore a contemplative expression.

The matter of the adventurer team and that pair of humans was easy to resolve.

As long as they didn't provoke the adventurer team, there would be no further consequences.

The adventurer team was clearly investigating the airship crash.

Even if they were clever, they wouldn't suspect that the Goblins were involved in the airship crash.

As long as Gobuka avoided the adventurer team, the incident would come to an end.

The future where the Black Scales Tribe summoned the Savage God was the real trouble.

"It seems I need to avoid engaging in large-scale warfare with the Black Scales Tribe."

Kneading a lump of clay, Li Meng thought to himself.

The Black Scales Tribe was quite far from the northern marshlands.

Otherwise, the Lizardman army wouldn't take a year to reach the northern marshlands.

With such a distance, territorial disputes wouldn't arise in the short term.

There was no need to engage in a deathmatch with the Black Scales Tribe just yet.

Li Meng glanced at Bai Ling, who had returned to the bed.

In the future predicted by the simulated life, Bai Ling's fate was worth pondering.

Although the Black Scales Tribe retreated without a fight, they abducted Bai Ling.

This suggested that Bai Ling held a special status among the marshland Lizardmen.

Time passed bit by bit, and another day went by.

The black robe's appearance was just a small episode in the tribe's development.

In the following days, Li Meng focused on refining the sandbox map.

Another new day arrived, and by the afternoon, the throne cave was empty.

Only Li Meng and a few Goblins were busy inside.

Earlier, Bai Ling had led the female Lizardmen to the Iron Cavern.

This was their routine, as they visited it daily.

"Alright, this will do!"

Looking at the sandbox map before him, Li Meng nodded in satisfaction.

"Go call all the Goblin warriors and Goblin fighters in the tribe!"

The advanced Goblins from Gobu Xia's Cave had been staying in the tribe for reproduction.

Their bloodline offspring now exceeded a thousand in total.

Including the juveniles, the total population was close to three thousand.

"Boss, I'll go!"

A Goblin turned and hurriedly ran outside.

"Take all this junk out and throw it away!"

The remaining Goblins began clearing the trash from the throne cave.

In less than ten minutes, the sound of dense footsteps came from outside.

With the arrival of one large figure after another, Gobude and his group of Goblins entered.

"Boss, you called us?"

Seeing their boss inside, Gobude eagerly approached with a flattering smile.

"Stop, don't move!"

Seeing Gobuda rushing over, Li Meng immediately stopped him.

The boss's reprimand made Gobude halt in his tracks.

Beneath his feet was the sandbox map.

If Gobuda took another step forward, he would step into the sandbox.

"Watch the ground. Be careful not to damage anything!"

The Goblins entering the cave finally noticed the sandbox on the ground.

"Gather around, but don't step on anything on the ground!"

The advanced Goblins cautiously gathered around.

Looking at the sandbox on the ground, curiosity filled their eyes.

Li Meng's gaze swept over the Goblin warriors and fighters around the sandbox.

Two Goblin warriors and over thirty Goblin fighters made the throne cave feel crowded.

"Gobude, Gobushi, I have a task for you!"

A task?

Gobude and Gobushi's eyes lit up.

They eagerly nodded at their boss with anticipation.

They had long grown bored of staying in the tribe.

"Under your feet is a sandbox map. This is the Goblin River, the southern river!"

Li Meng held a wooden stick and pointed at the river running through the sandbox.

"Gobude, where do you think this is?"

Li Meng pointed at a small cluster of wooden houses in the forest and asked Gobude.

Gobude scratched his head.

"Boss, is this here?"

Li Meng grinned, pleased that Gobude could understand the sandbox map.

"Very good. It seems you've realized what this sandbox map represents."

The boss's praise made Gobude chuckle.

Beside him, Gobushi glared angrily and stepped forward, pointing at a mountain not far from the tribe on the sandbox.

At the mountain's base was a cave, and outside the cave was a forest.

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